Good morning
As I wake up, I feel unfit
I wish that I wasn't broken
I wish the sun hadn't burned my eyes
And that my coffee wasn't cold
I wish that I wasn't stuck
I wish I had some pills to stop this headache
I wish I could do back to bed
I wish that I didn't feel so bitter
So, hurt
So, piece less
Good morning
To the ones
That want to live
This life of the clock ticking
That are happy
With the running that is being
Late to your own life
Good morning
To the ones who will never rise again
To the ones that nobody listens
To the ones abandoned
Good morning
To the mom's restless
To the newborn alone, cold
This life is bitter
Cold
Meaningless
Good morning
To the ones who have that bad habit to feed
To the ones with anger issues
To mania and 30 poems written
Good morning
To grey
To black
To depression
To dying
To losing hope
And to live just another day
-Good morning/To the ones
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Dead Fowers
Poesía"As I write myself I grow Cause, I know how to lick Cuts and pain So, I bloom Bloom into you" - "Dead Flowers In My Feels" is a compilation of poems through adolescence till now. I used to thought that I was a poet but now I realize I just vent with...
